Tonight's Revelation

They say I'm young
And I don't know...
I won't find out
Until I grow...
(Grow what?! A moustache?! :D)

Happy Birthday, to ME!

Shh... It's Showtime!

I am hours away until my 22nd birthday.
I don't know how I'm supposed to behave. Should I be glad? I'm getting... NO! Not old, but more experienced, right?! That's how it's called nowadays.
Still, I'm having this vague feeling that the inner child is letting go. Or that, hell no!, I might be kicking her so that I can go and live my adult life!
I think my biggest wish for my up-coming 22nd B'day is to remain as much kid as possible. And to find HIM. Oh, wouldn't that be a thrill?
I think that, as childish as I may act, I still want that feeling. The rush. The emotion. The butterflies in the stomach. Heart pounding... absolutely can't swallow... that sort of thing.
... and years after, I want to be able to say that the phrase most people know, "Be careful what you wish for, 'cause you might just get it!" was true in my case.
So... "Here's to the guy who'll win me, the losers who've lost me, and the lucky bastards I've yet to meet."

Today's Revelation

"I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them DOES REJOICE. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone... I guess I just miss my friend."

(Shawshank Redemption)



for you, M!

Seven Seconds

"In life we are taught that there are 7 deadly sins. We all know the big ones: gluttony, pride, lust. But the thing you don't hear much is anger.
Maybe it's because we think anger is not that dangerous, that we can control it.
My point is, maybe we don't give anger enough credit.
Maybe it can be a lot more dangerous than we think.
After all, when it comes to destructive behavior, IT DID MAKE THE TOP SEVEN.

So what makes ANGER different from the six other deadly sins?
It's pretty simple, really...
You give into a sin like ENVY or PRIDE and you only hurt yourself.
Try LUST or COVETING and you'll only hurt yourself and one or two others.
But anger... anger is the worst... the mother of all sins. Not only can anger drive you over the edge, but when it does, you can take an awful lot of people with you."

(GA, s02, ep25)

The War Of The Sexes (part 03)

(Make Love, Not War!)

The Perfect Wedding (absolutely gorgeous, I'd definitely say "I Do")
So... In search of the guy who loves beer and football (and my arse, of course :))

Nothing Gold Can Stay

"Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."

(a gorgeous poem by Robert Frost)

The War Of The Sexes (part 02)

(Make Love, Not War!)

Men vs Women



Yeeees, I caaaaaaan!! :))

Tonight's Revelation

Since I recently transformed into a workaholic, I might as well be an alcoholic too, tonight!

Motto:
"Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor!"
(Ozzy Osbourne dixit)

Why

'This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears I shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are THE CONTENTS OF MY HEAD.'



(I tell myself too many times "Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut?!")

If

'If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!'

(by Rudyard Kipling - with a special Thanks, MOM!)